Under His Temptation

the curious attitude ingrained in a news seeker like her. But, as a friend, shouldn't everything be

y due to not sleeping well this week. Even though I had

ll her the therapy isn't working? Or should I

ine, Elizabeth," I muttered to the mir

a

rp company officials even though he tried to get close. I will never forgive his behavior that day. He was pretty outra

htmare? It could be. Isn't his facial expression

teadying myself, then grabbed my tote bag and put on shoes with heels tha

hink about myself; it's just that several times, I almost lost control every time someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder. News spread quickly, inclu

was stained with coffee. I don't know why Mr Johnson is so stubbor

l printed files. "I've made the graph; I just have to chec

any is also hell. Because of

ive you?" Ketty continued, pointing to the package wit

sapprovingly. "Haven't you hear

osphere suddenly changed. My manager seemed to be struggling with some papers, occasionally grumbling and not even

t Kitty ta

junior here, sir,"

without sugar? Then, please send these files to Mr. Jhonson'

ould I? Wh

ager's job?" I refused gently

t to? Because

uld corner my self-esteem. I'm sure Mr Lawren had heard abo

ust compose sentences as formally as possible. But my expectations are always wrong. He replied to the email sed

gave you. And I'm sorry. Can

with a pounding chest that wanted to stick out and dance pompoms because a co

? Don't look at m

n tell him," I snapped and wa

ally..." Ketty lowered her voice in my e

ot ex

#

ork. Besides seeing too many men filling every corner of the restaurant, Mr. Jhonson terrorized me back and fort

hirt? Is it because of

ask about, including my nightmares. In the next second, the low voice of the doctor who had treated my mental

Are you fre

wrong,

in person. However, these dreams affect sleep quality, impacting work ethic. I don'

htmares for a week, Doc. I'm confused... I me

... can you sl

migraines because I can't sleep well. Can

e need to meet; I can come to New York thi

o to Florida,

? Isn't it to

home," I said. "Okay, I

ted to dig into the other side of someone's life was standing for who knows when. At that moment

this? Then why have you been having nightmares sinc

t's pretty good if he's sober. I

to my message? Are y

y questions, sir?" I quipp

oor, folded his arms, and raised his eyebrows defiantly. Meanwhile, I was shaking, squeezing the hem of my knee-length

I become your nightmare, M